Cloud painting

Chapter 188 The Wrath of Yunhua (14)

Xiao Qi was placed on an exquisite stove top, and below was a raging fire, which was shining brightly under the dark night.

Feng Yunhua hides in the dark night, with sharp cold eyes, ready to go.

Yue Lingzhang raised his hands and muttered something.

The fiery red rays of light prevailed, and the furnace kept turning, appearing solemn and mysterious.

Yue Shuang'er watched with a sneer.

"Let go" Yue Lingqiang said loudly.

Several young and strong men were ready to put Xiaoqi in.

Feng Yunhua used teleportation to move quickly, and all she saw was a white shadow flashing past. She quickly entered the inner hall, and was about to catch Xiao Qi with both hands.

Yue Ling's eyes sharpened, and he held out a palm, and the golden red light attacked Feng Yunhua.

Feng Yunhua made a beautiful spin, barely dodging that attack.

She stood on the ground, dressed in white clothes, looking coldly at the Queen of Nanyue in front of her.

Yue Lingzhang looked at Feng Yunhua with a calm expression: "You must be the elder sister of this child, but unfortunately, it's too late to save him"

Feng Yunhua's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to Xiaoqi, only to see that he had been put into the furnace by those young men.

"Little Seven," Feng Yunhua yelled, his eyes were blood-colored, as terrifying as hell's evil spirits.

She didn't turn into a red-clothed Shura, but the ghostly pupils in her eyes appeared at this moment.

Those who met her eyes were all fascinated by the strange red light in her eyes.

Yue Lingzhu lived up to the calmness just now, with a serious expression on his face: "The soul of the demon pupil!"

Feng Yunhua used teleportation again to move forward.

Yue Lingzhu came back to his senses, and immediately blocked Feng Yunhua.

Feng Yunhua's eyes were bloodshot: "Get out of the way!"

If Yue Lingzhu refuses to let go, how could she let go.

"It hurts—" Xiao Qi's painful voice echoed in his ears.

Feng Yunhua clenched his fists tightly, his blood-colored pupils were colder than the ice and snow.

Why be so afraid, why be so cautious, why always care about the cause and effect.

Oh shit!Today, she, Feng Yun, worked hard!Even if you risk your life, Xiao Qi must be rescued safely!
Thinking of this, she let out a furious roar towards the sky, and the red light all over her body shone on Qianhua, followed by milky white light, the two colors gathered together, it was extremely beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.

Yue Lingzhang's face became more and more solemn. She looked at Feng Yunhua in front of her, and a ghastly paleness appeared on her delicate face.

Feng Yun's white clothes are fluttering, his ink hair is flying, and his eyes are as sharp as winter snow, which is daunting.

On her body, a fiery fire suddenly ignited. The white flame surrounded Feng Yunhua, burning beautifully, as if it was endlessly alive and never dying, but it revealed a dense and strange air, which was so cold that It was chilly and desperately hot.

"Ghost fire..." Yue Lingzhang murmured with a pale face.

The Buddha said: The ghost of life is also a ghost, life and death are dark and empty, crossing the river and forgetting the river, the mysterious fire, the spirit of the underworld is not extinguished, and it is born burning fiercely, the decadence of life is beautiful and strange, touching it, it will be ashes and smoke, and it will be the same as all transformations Born and destroyed together with the dark, it is the most wonderful, evil, gorgeous and supreme fire in the ancient mirror.

Looking at the flames on Feng Yunhua's body, he has already begun to have spiritual consciousness, and he is afraid that he will transform into a human form in the near future.

(End of this chapter)